I Hate Harrys の小説・ストーリー

[I hate you] END.

He’s not that bad. No, he is that bad! Fuck him! Of course he is. Not just for what he did to me but what he’s done to so many other women. And besides, what does it matter if the whole country hates him? Harry will find a way to fix everything for his favorite son anyway.

Brooklyn narrowed her eyes at this, but she knew he didn't mean it as an insult. "Art." Harry rolled his eyes. Brooklyn rested her chin on her hands. "You make it impossible to study. Somehow you manage to distract me. It's an annoying talent you have." "Don't blame me, babe," Harry said while doing so many push ups it made Brooklyn's arms ache. "I am blaming you," Brooklyn said. "Read a question you don't understand," Harry said with a sigh. "Let's see if I can help." "Nope, I'm giving up!" Brooklyn declared and pushed her books away. "I hate school."

I inquired, Harry's expression turned enigmatic, and he chuckled, a low, husky sound that sent shivers down my spine. "You don't need to know," he said, his secrecy only fueling my curiosity. "Then why did you hate Kyle, why did you two hate each other?" I pressed, needing answers. Harry's eyes clouded over, and he took a deep breath before speaking. "I guess that's just the story for today," he began, his voice measured. "I just don't want anybody to fall victim to the chairwoman's schemes, just like my mother." His words hinted at a deeper pain.

I laughed. “There’s no winner,” I said, “we just let the competitive sides of us come alive. We’re sorry, ``I added. Harry looked at me like I should have been speaking for myself. “I didn’t even know you were that competitive,” Emily said to Harry. “Oh, I am. I hate losing. Hate it. I’m sorry I let it get to my head, it must have been boring for the both of you,” he said, turning to Harper and offering her a smile.

I just couldn't afford returning home without a job. "Well welcome aboard!" He exclaimed and slipped my file in his drawer close by. With a wry smile, I stood up and thanked him. I was to return the next day. I felt like screaming for joy, or let me say pain. Teaching was the worst job ever for me. It was my second list after detective. I wondered why I hated working, but I just had to right, this is the 21st century, and we've got to struggle to survive but to me, this wasn't what I wanted. As I cat walked, I came across a grocery shop and I hopped in. I was going to sponsor today's meal with those horrible neighbors because I got the job. They more like agents fixing people with works and

Ariel stood frozen, then broke into tears. She could not wrap her head around why he hated her so much. None of it made sense. It was like everyday with Axel came with its own troubles, including the following day.

Why does it hurt like it always do? He knew he hate her but also love her, he miss her when she was not around and feel angry when he sees her, he had been thinking of a name to give his feelings for her but now, he has finally gotten it, he loves and hate her and their marriage was nothing but a LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP. End of book one.

While thinking about it, the room's door opened and Hilary's mom entered. "Hilary." I sit properly and look at her. "This past few weeks, you are getting a bad grade," she said that made me frown. Hilary always gets the highest and her score range is just ninety-eight to a hundred, is it bad already for them? "You should avoid that bitch you're befriended." bitch? Be friended? Does she mean Celestia? Does she mean me? "B-but why?" "She is being a bad influence to you! She's poor and airheaded. She is just your friend for your money can't you see?" I'm shocked at how Hilary's mom insults me! She always smiles and thanks me for being Hilary's friend! Is that all an act?

He asked, Thea riveted her gaze towards the window and didn't want to answer. "Answer me, Thea!." He yelled loudly. "Do you hate me?." "You are in no position to ask me such a question Ethan, concerning how our relationship started, you should know how I feel towards you and it's definitely not love." Thea blurted out harshly. Ethan watched her face which remained stoic and expressionless. ‘She was indeed a heartless woman.’ He thought, but it was difficult for him to accept that the woman he loved doesn't love him in return.